Quotes from Ernest Hemingway

The only thing that could spoil a day was people and if you could keep from making engagements, each day had no limits. People were always the limiters of happiness except for the very few that were as good as spring itself.

He lay flat on the brown, pine-needled floor of the forest, his chin on his folded arms, and high overhead the wind blew in the tops of the pine trees. The mountainside sloped gently where he lay; but below it was steep and he could see the dark of the oiled road winding through the pass. There was a stream alongside the road and water of the dam, white in the summer sunlight.

This book is fiction, but there is always a chance that such a work of fiction may throw some light on what has been written as fact.

But when we sit together, close, said Bernard, we melt into each other with phrases.

Remember that he who conquers himself is greater than the one who conquers a city.

He was fairly happy, except that, like many people living in Europe, he would rather have been in America, and he had discovered writing.

The road of the pass was hard and smooth and not yet dusty in the early morning.

I don't know. I only think the Austrians will not stop when they have won a victory. It is in defeat that we become Christian. The Austrians are Christians-- except for the Bosnians. I don't mean technically Christian. I mean like Our Lord. He said nothing. We are all gentler now because we are beaten. How would our Lord have been f Peter had rescued him in the Garden?

Lie life through its fullest

You are going to die like a dog for no good reason

You could not go back. If you did not go forward what happened?

He was completely integrated now and he took a good long look at everything. Then he looked up at the sky. There were big white clouds in it. He touched the palm of his hand against the pine needles where he lay and he touched the bark of the pine trunk that he lay behind.